Harp Strings and Candy Wrappers

by Richtus

Age 7

"Hi."

"Oh, hi."

"Mom said I could play with you. She's talking to your mom.

"Oh cool!"

"I like your room. It's pretty."

"Thanks. Mom likes pink and blue, like my mane."

"You have lots of dolls and toys too!"

"I like dolls."

"I like your dancing, too."

"Oh, you saw?"

"Yeah, it's fun to watch."

“Thanks. Mama makes me practice an hour every day.”

“Wow! You must like it a lot to dance that much!”

“Umm... yeah... a lot.”

" You practice even when you don't have a show?"

"Yeah."

"Wow...You looked really pretty in that dress."

"Oh...thanks. I..."

"Is is really hard to jump and spin on your hind legs like that?"

"Yeah, it took lots of practice to do, though I still trip sometimes."

"Seems kinda easy to me. Bet I could walk on my back legs easy."

"It's not that easy."

"You make dancing look easy."

"I don't really like..."

"I wanted to dance, but mom wants me to play piano."

"Oh, pianos are fun to listen to."

"I dunno, it's hard to play with my hooves, and I can't do magic really good yet."

"You'll get it."

"Yeah."

"Want to play dolls?"

“Yeah! Oh, mom’s calling. I gotta go. Bye!”

“Oh... ok. Bye.”